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I was ready to board the ship
laden with terror on mortal waves.
The patriarch was dying inside
the sleeve of hidden rocks.

Hope and death,
death and hope
flicker in dark. What if the blasts
start again in the cool air?

The planks lick the salt of earth.
Lipless mouths cannot speak.
Departure of sun was blameless,
unanswerable to human wails.

poem by Satish Verma
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Were There Hope

I was never in a league of noble gentlemen
To whom she'd cast polite and flitting smiles,
Only distant hope and dying dreams for me!
Or perhaps descent into a game of wiles

To give a chance of sipping wine on heady nights
With her angelic presence to declare;
Above, an aura playing out hypnotic hues,
And I in awe of blonde cascades of hair.

But no! my tiring soul is sinking in a mire
To haunt me for an age and evermore, for
How could I expect to hold her silken hand
When I am but a soulless ghost of yore?

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Punishment

There never really was a place of sanctity
For you, the mortal entity.
You thought you had prosperity,
The while you thrived and were.

Angels don't exist, you see.
You lived without a guarantee
Atop your brutal Earth.
Still, you had a birth.

And whither now, your crying whim -?
Answered by a tearing limb-?
Are you contrite; your valour slim?

And will He care...?

'Tis down to Him.

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Death has come, has death Death has come, has death

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Disingenuousness

Here lies another box for nature,
Carbon ready;
Black to eyes down here,
Where death is at its job.

Up there you’ll hear a rhythmic sob
Or two from living yet-to-dies –
A humming lacrimoso –
It all but cleans the eyes:

Forget it –
The dismal show of grief –
Life is only chemistry –
Our stay is only brief.
It’s we who hype it up!

Diaphragms jerk again;
The jet monotone of hearses
Feeds the disingenuousness
Of undertakers –
They seem to stare at something up ahead –
For them, it’s in the blood,
To taxi off the dead.

The March of Death

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Hope

Without hope the human race would simply not exist.
There would be no pain, no fate, no destiny or death.
For hope is a part of life itself, it defines the human race.
Without it doom would engulf our very existance.
Pain, sorrow and despair only serve to breed new hope.
Even as man's destructive war machine rages there is hope.
Hope for a life bereft of hunger, hatred and prejudice.
Or even a hope to die a swift and painless death.
All of mans dreams are born upon the wings of hope...

Spread the love... The peace will follow...

poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Ship Of Fools

The human race was dying out
No one left to scream and shout.
People walking on the moon
Smog will get you pretty soon.
Everyone was hanging out
Hanging up and hanging down
Hanging in and holding fast
Hope our little world will last.
Along came mr. goodtrips
Looking for a new ship.
Come on people better climb on board
Come on babe were going home.
Ship of fools, ship of fools.
The human race was dying out
No one left to scream and shout.
People walking on the moon
Smog will get you pretty soon.
Ship of fools, ship of fools x3
Climb on board
Ships gonna leave you all, far behind.

song performed by by Doors
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Death’s Too Near

Death, you’re standing rather near!
Don’t you understand the fear
You trigger deep within my soul–?
The terror sprung by such a ghoul
Of dark and hideous hue!

Now you’re rattling on my door!
I’m sure I threw you out before –
Methinks you really need to learn!
So leg it please and ne’er return
To haunt me ‘gain, now shoo!

Gain a sense of social pride, and
Keep your bearing far and wide –
Perform the deed when I am done –
Be free and loose to have your fun
When I’m too frail to turn and run,
But now I’ve living to do!

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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In Death, My Final Part

A tower grim; a glowering darkness,
And only brown of red the other hue
– I saw it in the distant eyes –
And yes, He knew, but focussed only
On the mortal soul of mine –
After all, He had a role to play,
And wine: my shivering blood to quaff!
If only I could Him betray –
To break the seal of destiny;
Escape the lone cacophony
That emanates from wailing minds!

Damn the fate of His – it awes and blinds!
But oh! the mighty hammer strikes a toll;
The slow approach of Him upon the knoll
Commences exudation of a dying heart.
Endorsing all, I honed my final part.

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Are You Ready?

Are you ready, are you ready?
Are you ready, are you ready?
Are you ready to meet jesus?
Are you where you ought to be?
Will he know you when he sees you
Or will he say, depart from me?
Are you ready, hope youre ready.
Am I ready, am I ready?
Am I ready, am I ready?
Am I ready to lay down my life for the brethren
And to take up my cross?
Have I surrendered to the will of god
Or am I still acting like the boss?
Am I ready, hope Im ready.
When destruction cometh swiftly
And theres no time to say a fare-thee-well,
Have you decided whether you want to be
In heaven or in hell?
Are you ready, are you ready?
Have you got some unfinished business?
Is there something holding you back?
Are you thinking for yourself
Or are you following the pack?
Are you ready, hope youre ready.
Are you ready?
Are you ready for the judgment?
Are you ready for that terrible swift sword?
Are you ready for armageddon?
Are you ready for the day of the lord?
Are you ready, I hope youre ready.

song performed by by Bob Dylan
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It's Death Again

It's Death again - He's always there -
Watching, waiting - e'er the stare!
Every time I look behind
Or reach to pull the window blind,
I catch a glimpse of grubby hood -
A little clue to where he stood;
The glint of light that caught the scythe.
Perhaps if I could pay a tithe…
But O! no use, he'll never go.
The adamant phantom; don't you know
He will but wait until it's time
For me to hear His fateful chime? -
The toll that claims my destiny,
To Hail: 'You're next, it has to be…'

The Reign of Death

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Death Of Hope

I feel like such a dope.
Cringing from the desparity of all these folk.
I know it's lost.
Yet I try to fit the cost.
In the role of loser I am cast.
The death of hope comes like a blast.
It impales me to the last.
I've tried so hard.
Now I play my final card.
It will not work. I have no doubt.
Though I have to try and reach out.
If it fails then it is true.
From the start I have been doomed.
It's the death of hope, for a dope.
Always finding a way to choke.
It's almost over, the time has passed.
As have my pride and sense of class.
It's the death of hope.
The end of life.
Goodbye now I'll say goodnight.

poem by Michael McParland
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That Is Hope

THAT IS HOPE
Ship wrecked in mid-ocean
Swim unto shore
That is hope

Left alone is hot desert
Drink your own tears
That is hope

Caught amongst wild crows
Keep silent
That is hope

Burning problems
Keep cool
That is hope

Grinding in solitude
Treat your shadow your mate
That is hope

The whole world is against you
Stand to fight it
That is hope

Sathya…

poem by Sathya Narayana
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That Hope

There it is,
That hope,
that flicker in my gut,
that disgusting hope,
for more than is possible,
There it is,
that barely conceivable spark,
that feeling of stupidity,
that horrid emotion swirl,
only you can start.
There it is,
That hope,
that love-drunk nausea,
that memory brought suffocation,
hope for you, from you, forever.

poem by Jess Terry
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Hope Is.... X

hope is the silver lining round every grey cloud,
hope is the rays in the sky when the sun comes out,

hope is the day u wake up on the right side of bed
hope is the angry thoughts u feel that are not said

Hope is the light that follows the dark on every new day
Hope is the right track on the path of life that leads the way

Hope is the pleasure u get from your lovers kiss
Hope is moment your in his arms and it feels like bliss

Hope is the joy that follows every sunken heart
Hope is the promise made thats kept right from the start

Hope is........

poem by Deborah Hyslop
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Angel Of Death

Words and music by hank williams, sr.
Capo: 2nd fret key: e play: d
In the [d] great book of john - you're [g] warned of the [d] day
When you'll be laid - beneath the cold [a7] clay
The [g] angel of [d] death - will [g] come from the [d] sky
And claim your poor soul - when the [a7] time comes to [d] die.
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When the angel of death - comes [g] down after [d] you
Can you smile and say - that you have been [a7] true
Can you [g] truthfully [d] say - with [g] your dying [d] breath
That you're ready to meet - the [a7] angel of [d] death.
When the [d] lights all grow dim - and the [g] dark shadows [d] creep
And then your loved ones - are gathered to [a7] weep
Can you [g] face them and [d] say - with [g] your dying [d] breath
That you're ready to meet - the [a7] angel of [d] death.
Chorus

song performed by by Hank Williams
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Hope, hope, hope.....

Hope, hope, hope.
Some hope for a better life,
Some hope for a better death,
Some hope for a better life after death,
The old hope to be younger,
The young hope to be older.
A plethora of discontent in whatever they are,
A plethora of discontent in wherever they are.
What is hope if not just a string they cling on to?
What is hope if not just mere discontent?

poem by Bodhi Citta
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Under The Gun

Looking at babys face I saw the plight of the
Human race
Dying to survive
Shaken by the irony the anger rose inside of me
And would not, would not subside
I thought youre too young to understand
That the fate of every mortal man
Rests in someones mortal hand tonight
In the nuclear insanity theres a death watch
On the land and sea
And I believe that we may never live our lives
We were born under the gun and just like
Every mothers son
We are hostage to the megaton and the world
Could die tonight
Under the gun, we live in fear that the end
Will come
But theres one place to run
Run to the son
Everyone can see that the hour is late
And every soul on earth got to demonstrate
Their loving if were to survive
cos were tired of living on the brink
Scared to death that our ship will sink
At the winking of an eye
This course were ons a big mistake
cos we all lose in the nuclear race
Its time to show all the heads of state that we
Believe
Yes we believe that were fighting for our lives
We were born under the gun and just like
Every mothers son
We are hostage to the megaton and the world
Could die tonight
Under the gun, we live in fear that the end
Will come
But theres one place to run
Run to the son
Theres a finger on the button but if its
Pressed were not forgotten
Millions speak, feel no fear
The mood to change is in ascendance here
Theres a finger on the button but if its
Pressed were not forgotten
Millions speak, feel no fear
The mood to change is in ascendance here
Theres a finger on the button but if its
Pressed were not forgotten
Theres a finger on the button but if its
Pressed were not forgotten

song performed by by Cliff Richard
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~! Death! ~

Death waits for prey,
Death stalks, pounces then slays.
Death waits for no-one,
Death is an army of one.

Stalking, pouncing, stalking, pouncing,
That's what they say he does.
Running, stabbing, running, stabbing,
Killing is what Death loves.

Death can be black, death can be white,
Death can take to flight.
I hope you have enough breath,
I hope you've enjoyed my tale about death.

poem by Joshua Cheung
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A Fresh Endeavour

So now I've taken leave of life,
I thought you'd like to know, I still
Possess a mind in love, oh wife;
A soulful eye to catch a show of
Silent beauty – ever yours;
An ear to pick the metaphors
Of tonal dance in words you say,
Grasp a thought in verse you pray
Inside your head, bemused of mind,
Softly mournful, intertwined with
Understanding tears.

I'll drift a whisper o'er to you
To tell that I am quietly calm;
Keeping time till your adieu
To flesh, upon the carol of a
Psalm of consummation. Now!
A fresh endeavour – we're forever
One together, resting yonder,
Cross our open plane of blue.

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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I'm Ready

Well I\'m ready... ready as anybody can be
I am ready... a ready as anybody can be
I\'m ready for you
I hope you ready for me
Got an out of town pistol with the graveyard frame
It shoots tombstone bullets... wit da ball and chain
I\'m drinkin\' TNT... and smokin\' dynamite
I hope some schoolboy pick a fight
\'Cause I\'m ready... ready as anybody can be
Well I\'m ready for you... I hope you ready for me
Now listen...
All you pretty little chicks with\'chor curly hair
Know you feel like I ain\'t nowhere
But stop what\'chor doin\' honey... come over here
I\'ll prove it to ya baby that I ain\'t no square
\'Cause I\'m ready... ready as anybody can be
Now I\'m ready for you... I hope you ready for me
Look out...
Look out...
Well I been drinkin\' gin like never before
I\'m feelin\' so good... honey that\'s for sure
One more drink... honey I wish you would
Take a whole lotta lovin\' to make me feel good
\'Cause I\'m ready... ready as anybody can be
Well I\'m ready for you... I hope you ready for...
A ready for...
A ready for...
Well I\'m ready for...
Oh baby...
You know I\'m ready for you

song performed by by Aerosmith
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You were hidden inside my heart Original by Rabindranath Tagore

You were hidden inside my heart
Right from the start
I saw outside, I didn't see
What's in my heart

All the love pain and hope that I went through
You were with me, I didn't go to you

You were hidden inside my heart
Right from the start
I saw outside I didn't see
What's in my heart

You were in my game
As a great pleasure
So my days passed by
In joy and leisure

You provide music in my songs from heart
But I haven't sung a song from your part

You were hidden inside my heart
Right from the start
I saw outside I didn't see
What's in my heart

poem by Asif Andalib
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